Rise of the Otherworld.

Everyone watched the strange scene unfold, their hearts filled with alarm. Zhang Hao cautiously approached the wall shimmering with mysterious runes, attempting to decipher their meaning. His gaze was focused and sharp, not missing a single nuance on the runes.

"These runes look very ancient and complex, as if they hold some kind of secret." Zhang Hao frowned, lost in thought. His fingers gently touched the runes, sensing the strange vibrations that emanated from them, and his doubts grew even more intense.

The man in black robes also came over and observed the runes carefully. "I have never seen such strange runes. Maybe they are the key to solving the mystery here." His eyes revealed a desire for the unknown and a desire to explore, and the staff in his hand unconsciously tightened.

The old man stroked his beard with a serious expression on his face, "Everyone be careful, these runes may contain powerful power." His voice was low and serious, reminding everyone not to take it lightly.

At this moment, a black mist suddenly rose from the cracks in the ground, quickly spreading and enveloping everyone. The mist seemed to have life, constantly wriggling and emitting a pungent odor.

"Oh no! This mist is poisonous!" the herbalist was horrified. He quickly covered his mouth and nose, but he still felt dizzy. His vision began to blur, and his body began to shake uncontrollably.

The woman felt dizzy and said, "I... I'm having trouble breathing." Her voice was weak and trembling, and her face turned pale as paper.

Zhang Hao quickly took out an antidote pill from his arms and handed it to the woman, "Take it quickly!" His movements were decisive and quick, and his eyes were full of concern.

The black-robed figure cast a spell, attempting to dispel the fog. "Everyone, stay together! Don't get separated!" His voice echoed through the mist, tinged with anxiety. The light of the spell flickered in the mist, but the fog seemed endless and difficult to dispel.

However, the fog grew thicker and thicker, blurring their vision. Everything around them became hazy, and they could only hear each other's breathing and footsteps.

Suddenly, the runes on the wall glowed brightly, and a powerful force sucked them in. That force was like a huge whirlpool, irresistible.

When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves in an unfamiliar space, surrounded by all sorts of bizarre patterns and statues. The patterns were colorful and filled with mysterious symbols and lines; the statues were of various shapes, some tall and mighty, some eerie and sinister.

"Where is this?" the woman asked in fear, her voice trembling as she clutched the corner of Zhang Hao's clothes tightly with both hands.

Zhang Hao observed his surroundings vigilantly, "I don't know, but we must find a way out." His eyes were firm and he gripped the sword tighter in his hand.

They began to explore this mysterious space, taking each step carefully. The ground beneath their feet seemed to have life, trembling slightly.

At this moment, a statue suddenly moved, waving its huge fist and smashing towards them. The fist was accompanied by a whistling sound and was of astonishing momentum.

"Be careful!" Zhang Hao shouted, leaping forward and raising his sword to block. The sword and fist collided with a loud bang, sparks flying everywhere. Zhang Hao felt a surge of power, his arm went numb, and he took a few steps back.

The statue's power was so great that it made Zhang Hao's arm numb. But he didn't retreat. He rushed forward again and engaged in a fierce battle with the statue.

Everyone used their skills. The black-robed man's spell light flickered in the air, the old man's staff waved with powerful force, and the herbalist also took out various herbal weapons to assist Zhang Hao in attacking the statue.

During the battle, Zhang Hao discovered that the statue's weakness was a rune mark on its back.

"Attack its back!" Zhang Hao shouted, his voice clear amid the din of battle.

Upon hearing this, everyone changed the direction of their attack and concentrated their strength on attacking the back of the statue.

After a hard fight, they finally defeated the statue, which collapsed to the ground in a heap of rubble.

But before they could catch their breath, more statues began to awaken, their eyes flashing red as they approached the crowd.

"This is trouble." said the herbalist, panting.

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be afraid, we will definitely find a way to deal with it!"

Everyone grasped their weapons again, ready to face a new battle...